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| August 13, 1960 |
On a walk the other
day, I told Michael that I am still feeling quite discombobulated from the emotional events of this summer. But in reality, it’s been a yearlong
discombobulation (what an ideal word!) that began with two daughters getting married last summer.
Today is my birthday.
As I contemplate the scores of events that have taken place since my last birthday, it’s clear that
the constant in my life has been change.
New jobs and new beginnings
brought the remaining three of my four children to live near us in central
Oklahoma. And new life overflowed nine
months ago when Elena became big sister to not one but TWO babies! Our
expanding family continues to grow even now—with another grandbaby on the way,
this one from my oldest daughter, Anamaría, and her Oklahoman Travis.
Just as the joy of
grandchildren expand my heart to unimaginable new levels, in the span of two
months I had to say goodbye to two beloved women who died from cancer, leaving
holes in my life and heart the size of craters.
I have so much that I’m grateful for:
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| Elenita |
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| Ignacio & Cecilia, 9 months old |
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| our family (january) at twins' baptism, Milwaukee |
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| Anamaría, Travis & baby, with Papi & Mami |
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| Pat Stankus and I, 2011 |
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| Carrie Swearingen and I, 2012 |
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| security area, Milwaukee airport, Southwest terminal |
Recombobulate me, Lord—but let it be in your own time, and not mine.
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“[o]nly
in daily, confidential relationships with the Lord in the tabernacle can one
forget self, become free of all one’s own wished and pretensions, and have a
heart open to all the needs and wants of others.”
“But in process of time and growth of faith, when the heart has
once been enlarged, the way of God’s commandments is run with unspeakable
sweetness of love.”
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| heart nebula |
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